Chapter 17: Die

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Bas's POV

Someone got into my house. Who's gonna be?
If someone knows, I will definitely get into jail.

"Fvck! Fvck! Fvck!"

I see the same car from the morning. Is he following me? Is he a policeman?

I just push the gas pedal. Let's get crazy. I drive like crazy. Like I'm from Tokyo drift. He is never gonna get me.

Mile's POV

Just open the door, Mile. You are not a pvssy.

I opened it. I see Apo being tied. He is not alone. He with a corpse. It must be Stella. So it's true Bass stole Stella's dead body from the cemetery.

"Apo are you okay?" I said worriedly. He cried. I kneeled and hugged him. He has blood on his face.

"Mileeee... Please save me. He punched me. It hurts." I cried hysterically. He really meant it.

I'm really mad. I am ready to kill him.

" Hello Boss"

"Yeah what?"

"I'm so so sorry Boss. I lost him I don't where he going"

"Okay. He must me on way home"

Suddenly, I felt a pistol behind my head

"Let my Stella go!"

"He is not Stella. He is Apo! You dumb!"

I facing him

"Shot me! I dare you!!!"

"You think I'm afraid to do that? I will do whatever to get my Stella back"

"Your Stella is dead. She died because of an accident. Why did you deny it? You are there. You see what happen"

"Shut up!!!!! Nooo!!!" He shoot me

"MILEEEEEEEE!!!!" Apo screams.

I don't like to see him cry. Why did he cry?
I just want him to stop crying. It's so painful when I see people that I love cry in front of me.

All things are going to blur. I can't see clearly.

I try to use all my muscles and energy to open my eyes. I can't.

It's so funny I'm dead in front of people I love.

I closed my eyes.

There's me alone stood in darkness. Then I saw a woman. It's all white. She glows like a star.

I ran to her. I reach her shoulder.

"Hey!! Help me get out from this place!"

I turned and looked at me. I was shocked and nearly cried.

"Mile, my lovely son. I think it's your time to follow me"

"Mom....

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